No, they're rationalizing their inability to follow through and bring anything to completion without leaning on someone else to finish which is the cause of unnecessary added labor. At some stage before the end phase, they get bored, inattentive, impatient and more interested in the next thing.

Multitasking doesn't really exist, anyway. I once watched a show about the "science" of driving (whatever that means), and in it, there was a segment about texting and driving. Someone said that there really isn't a way to text and drive. You're either doing one or the other; so when you're texting, you aren't really driving, and vice-versa.

In my experience, people who are interested in multiple subjects/hobbies/pasttimes, etc., are usually only interested in those things to appear interesting.

I work all day, and get half-drunk at night. Waking at four to soundless dark, I stare. In time the curtain-edges will grow light. Till then I see what’s really always there: Unresting death, a whole day nearer now, Making all thought impossible but how And where and when I shall myself die. Arid interrogation: yet the dreadOf dying, and being dead,Flashes afresh to hold and horrify.

The mind blanks at the glare. Not in remorse —The good not done, the love not given, time Torn off unused—nor wretchedly because An only life can take so long to climbClear of its wrong beginnings, and may never; But at the total emptiness for ever,The sure extinction that we travel toAnd shall be lost in always. Not to be here, Not to be anywhere,And soon; nothing more terrible, nothing more true.

This is a special way of being afraidNo trick dispels. Religion used to try,That vast moth-eaten musical brocadeCreated to pretend we never die,And specious stuff that says No rational beingCan fear a thing it will not feel, not seeingThat this is what we fear—no sight, no sound, No touch or taste or smell, nothing to think with, Nothing to love or link with,The anaesthetic from which none come round.

And so it stays just on the edge of vision, A small unfocused blur, a standing chill That slows each impulse down to indecision. Most things may never happen: this one will, And realisation of it rages outIn furnace-fear when we are caught without People or drink. Courage is no good:It means not scaring others. Being brave Lets no one off the grave.Death is no different whined at than withstood.

Slowly light strengthens, and the room takes shape. It stands plain as a wardrobe, what we know, Have always known, know that we can’t escape, Yet can’t accept. One side will have to go.Meanwhile telephones crouch, getting ready to ring In locked-up offices, and all the uncaringIntricate rented world begins to rouse.The sky is white as clay, with no sun.Work has to be done.Postmen like doctors go from house to house.

Fuck Russia. Every Ukrianian I know wants them out of their country. No matter what you intellectuals say about their roots the fact of the matter is Ukrainian people want their country to be free. The fact that their government has been ridden by corruption and always influenced and sabotaged by Russian power and other foreign forces is a different matter.

I've been thinking about that myself, recently. Realizing that that's how the ego works is the first step in getting it out of your way, I think. As soon as you start to see yourself as a part of reality that's bigger than you, you can begin to find your place in it. Most people don't get past telling stories about themselves, and projecting themselves onto other people. They see the universe as one big stage that sprang into existence the moment they were born, for their lives to be played out, and when they die, everyone else will come up and take a bow and say thanks and then wink out of existence again.

A good day for me is a day where I did better than the day before, in any respect at all. Ran farther, lifted more, climbed higher, or wrote something I was proud of.

What makes a great day is coming into a situation I've encountered before, and handling it much more efficiently than the last time. Learning from past mistakes and not repeating them brings a great feeling of success.

Teaching is the last thing it seems like Vaer would ever do. Judging by the "Ildjarn's final statement" essay, he was not a fan of humans at all. Why would he think teaching children is a reasonable path for him? Maybe he just wants to get close to teenage girls? And, judging by Ildjarn's statements in other interviews, Nidhogg was not a very respectable man. I recall him saying Nidhogg was "an alcoholic and drug-worshipper".

I want to say that that makes me more proud to be an honest person, but it really doesn't, because everyone over the age of twelve should be more honest than that. And I want to say I'm appalled that adults could exhibit such behavior, but I'm not. When I think about it, I see people like that every day. I know some decent people who are like that. When I try to tell them that almost all of their decisions and opinions are based on social acceptance, I usually get called weird. If I press the issue, they go silent, and I can almost hear the gears grinding in their head, as if, if they accepted that idea for even a moment, their whole world would come crashing down on them. And then I just get called weird again.

Everyone tells me it's great to be young. I hate it, because this shit still gets to me. I can't wait to be old and not give a shit.

That is wildly funny, but at the same time, kind of sad. The "hipsters" in that video must only be as emotionally developed as middle schoolers. That was the last time in my life when I pretended to know what I didn't know for the sake of social acceptance. They are making bold-faced lies simply because someone might think they're uncool if they told the truth. Makes me wonder if that must be an everyday thing for them. Pathetic.

Different people will have different goals for different reasons. I've met a few people who would come across in writing as highly "accomplished", undoubtedly hard-working folks. The genuinely insightful, communicative, and the well-balanced ones among them (i.e., not harmfully neurotic, pathologically dishonest, whatever) are - in my experience - in the minority, if not the exception to the rule.

That order is actually pretty spot on. It definitely starts with honesty. If you aren't honest with yourself about your failures and your strengths and weaknesses, then you can never get anywhere trying to "know yourself". After that, environmental and personal factors can be examined and manipulated to serve a better purpose. From there, you can make goals that are fitting to you and your personality.

People who are successful, but mentally and emotionally unbalanced, probably never were honest with themselves, and so took the wrong path for them.

Every barrier is psychological, and those are the hardest ones to break down. There aren't many people anymore who can take the pressure of their peers and culture in stride. So, for the average person (and especially for the above-average person), walls are built up in the psyche that disconnect them from their potential. They stop listening to themselves, and start listening more to the television, and so they never realize anything they could accomplish. If they can even accomplish anything at all.

Strangely enough, the easiest way to break psychological barriers is to break physical ones. Start training for a 5k or lifting more weight than you ever have before. If you're the kind of person that could set goals for yourself in the first place, you're the kind of person that can achieve them. And then you'll find it's harder to be lazy like you were before. And soon you'll find out that it's not that hard to talk to that girl who lives in the apartment across the hall, or tell your boss to suck a dick, or to leave your current life behind and start in a new place, maybe far away from where you are now.

It sounds simple enough, but people tend to make it harder than it is. Self-helpers and new age morons spend a lot of time and money reading and writing books about this, and then continue to sit on the couch when they're finished, thinking that the "positive energy" they give off will bring them everything they want. The few who carry out their plans don't have time for that.

Or, alternatively, you could let the pressure build and then go jihad and kill lots of people. That's becoming a little cliché, though.